Monday, December 17, 2012

...with so much on my mind, headache, sore throat, bills that need to be paid, drowsy from the cough medicine I took, but unable to sleep.

And do you know that there is actually no one I can call and confide my 'feeling-down'' moments with? Oh because majority of my friends can't picture me having issues... They think because I readily dole out sound advise to them, then it means I have everything happening in my life figured out and perfectly fine... and the others just don't wanna know.

If you trust someone enough to talk about your fly and crazy past and the shocking things you did then and the reasons why...I believe it's because you can trust them to know these things and handle the information as nothing more than the information it is. That its past and belongs there

Well at least that was what I thought. But obviously I thought wrong.

It's an exercise in futility hoping people you meet today will be open minded enough to think the best of you after you've told them the stories of your yesterdays. Lesson well learnt.

I've done my crimes, and I've done time for those crimes. I'll be damned if I allow myself pay twice for a debt already paid and buried and flushed many years ago. I don't need this shit.

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